LOGINKael lowered his gaze for a brief moment before looking back at me.
“I didn’t intend to humiliate you.”
I almost smiled.
Not because his words comforted me.
Because they sounded absurd.
“You rejected me before the entire pack.”
I folded my arms across my chest, trying to stop my hands from shaking.
“You announced the end of our marriage during the most sacred ceremony of the year.”
My voice remained steady, but every word scraped against the raw wound inside me.
“You stood beside another woman while doing it.”
I took a slow breath.
“And now you’re telling me humiliation wasn’t your intention?”
Kael’s lips pressed into a thin line.
“I chose the ceremony because the elders were present. It was the proper place to make the rejection official.”
I stared at him in disbelief.
Proper?
Was that all he could think about?
Tradition.
Protocol.
Duty.
Never once had he mentioned my feelings.
Never once had he asked if I was all right.
He looked past me and noticed the nearly empty wardrobe.
“You packed very little.”
“I only took what belongs to me.”
“This house belongs to you.”
“It stopped belonging to me the moment you rejected me.”
Silence settled between us again.
The air felt unbearably heavy.
Finally, he spoke.
“I’ll have Rowan prepare a house for you in the eastern territory.”
“I’ve already made arrangements for your monthly allowance.”
“There will be servants to—”
“I don’t want any of it.”
His brows knitted together.
“Evelyn.”
“I said no.”
“You need somewhere to live.”
“I’ll find somewhere.”
“You have no family.”
His words landed harder than he intended.
Because they were true.
My parents were gone.
The Blackwood Pack had become my only home.
And now…
Even that had been taken from me.
Kael let out a quiet breath.
“I’m trying to make this easier.”
“No.”
I shook my head.
“You’re trying to make yourself feel less guilty.”
His expression darkened.
“I don’t feel guilty.”
The answer came too quickly.
Too firmly.
As though he needed to convince himself.
I gave a small nod.
“Then we’re done talking.”
I reached for my suitcase.
Before I could move past him, another voice echoed down the hallway.
“Kael?”
Selene.
She stood at the end of the corridor wearing a white shawl draped over her shoulders.
She looked surprised to see me with my luggage.
“Evelyn…”
Her voice softened.
“You’re leaving tonight?”
“Yes.”
“You shouldn’t travel alone.”
She hurried toward us.
“I know you probably hate me right now, but please believe me.”
“I never wanted this.”
I met her eyes.
For the first time.
Really met them.
They were beautiful.
Gentle.
Filled with tears.
Yet something about them felt…
Cold.
Calculated.
“I never blamed you.”
Her expression flickered.
“I blamed the man who made promises he couldn’t keep.”
Kael’s jaw tightened.
“That’s enough.”
“No.”
I looked directly at him.
“You wanted honesty.”
“So here it is.”
“I spent three years wondering why I wasn’t enough.”
“I blamed myself every single day.”
“I changed the way I dressed.”
“I learned your favorite meals.”
“I attended every council meeting.”
“I stood beside you through every war, every negotiation, every crisis.”
“I loved you with everything I had.”
A lump rose in my throat.
“And it still wasn’t enough.”
Neither of them spoke.
I wiped away the single tear that escaped before it could fall any farther.
“But today…”
“I finally understand.”
“It was never about me.”
“You had already chosen someone else.”
I picked up my suitcase.
“This time…”
“I choose myself.”
Without waiting for another reply, I walked past them.
No one stopped me.
Not Kael.
Not Selene.
Not anyone.
The guards standing outside the manor lowered their heads as I passed.
Some looked ashamed.
Others simply looked away.
News of the rejection had spread through the pack faster than wildfire.
By morning, everyone would know.
The rejected Luna had left.
The massive gates of Blackwood Pack stood open beneath the pale moonlight.
Two guards stepped forward.
“Luna…”
One quickly corrected himself.
“Miss Ashford.”
“I’ve been ordered to escort you.”
“I appreciate it,” I replied.
“But I’ll travel alone.”
“The Alpha specifically instructed—”
“I said I’ll travel alone.”
Something in my voice must have convinced them.
After a brief hesitation, they stepped aside.
I crossed the pack boundary without looking back.
The invisible bond connecting every wolf to their territory sent a strange ache through my chest.
For three years, these woods had been my home.
Now they were nothing more than memories.
The night air grew colder as I followed the narrow forest trail.
The sounds of the festival slowly disappeared behind me.
Crickets chirped.
Leaves rustled gently in the breeze.
For the first time all day…
Silence surrounded me.
I should have felt lonely.
Instead…
I felt free.
The pain was still there.
It probably would be for a long time.
But at least I was walking away.
I rested my hand against my stomach.
“It’ll be okay.”
My voice was barely a whisper.
“I don’t know what our future looks like…”
“But I promise…”
“I’ll protect you.”
A soft breeze brushed against my face.
Almost like an answer.
I smiled through my tears.
Then—
Snap.
A branch broke somewhere behind me.
I froze.
The forest became unnaturally quiet.
No insects.
No birds.
Nothing.
Slowly, I turned my head.
Darkness.
Nothing else.
Maybe it was an animal.
I forced myself to keep walking.
Another sound followed.
Closer this time.
Crunch.
Crunch.
Crunch.
Someone was matching my footsteps.
Every instinct screamed at me to run.
I quickened my pace.
The footsteps quickened too.
My heartbeat thundered in my ears.
“Who’s there?” I called.
No answer.
Only silence.
Then…
A voice drifted from the shadows.
“She couldn’t have gone far.”
Another answered.
“The doctor was right.”
“The Alpha’s child must not be born.”
My blood turned to ice.
They knew.
Helena had been telling the truth.
This wasn’t robbery.
This wasn’t coincidence.
They were hunting my baby.
Before I could move, four cloaked figures stepped out from between the trees, surrounding me from every direction.
One of them slowly drew a silver blade that gleamed beneath the Blood Moon.
“There she is.”
He smiled.
“Kill the Luna.”
End of Chapter 3
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